Thoughts about My Office


–I may, just by default and by virtue of the kinds of manuscripts I used to acquire, be the nation’s foremost expert on the sexy feelings of dead Spaniards. There’s not much to report. They had erotic feelings. They liked to make art based on them. For a while, a woman riding a bicycle was incredibly sexy. And then it wasn’t. And then Queen kind of made it so again.

–I somehow have gotten on the mailing lists of agents for illustrators. Mostly they just send me emails, but sometimes they send me colorful postcards, which I hang up and look at when I’m bored.

–Seeing how good that afghan looks in the office and how lively it makes things, I now wonder if I shouldn’t work to drape the whole office in colorful afghans.

–So, obviously, the afghan survived the wash. It is very soft.

–If it doesn’t warm up in here soon, I may wrap myself in the afghan for my one o’clock.